Marc Maron Has Advice for How You Can Cope with the World Falling Apart

Marc Maron doesn't have time to talk about his rugged denim shirt, or his pricey jeans, or his bespoke hipster-made boots that he polished just for you, Jimmy Kimmel. Big things are happening.

"Let's not talk about clothes—the world is ending."

"Do you feel like it's really ending?"

"I do kinda, don't you?"

"Yeah, but I like people to hear people tell me, 'No, it isn't.'"

"Those people are getting harder to find, aren't they?"

Indeed they are. And if you've been having trouble sleeping lately, either from the threat of nuclear horror or just a vague, more generalized despair, Maron knows what that's like, too.

When you live in L.A., every night you're going to bed going, "Aw, is this it? Is this the night he sees if one can make it over?" And then you start having weird thoughts like, "Why didn't I get new curtains? I gotta die looking at these?"

Kimmel, meanwhile, hopes that if Kim Jong-un does fire nukes, he at least has the decency to do it on a Monday. But whether you're amped up like Maron or looking for a positive spin like Kimmel, you're still thinking about it. And even if you're not worried about this specific apocalypse, it's still Donald Trump all the time always on the news. So how do you distract yourself?

For Maron, it's easy: "Yesterday I went through the box of wires." That may sound like hot nonsense, but hear him out.

Everybody has a box of wires, man. You gotta go through them at some point. Everything you buy, every piece of technology comes with that one wire you're like, "What the hell does this one do?" And it's all wrapped up and it's got a twistie, and you're like, "I better save it, I might figure out what it does at some point. And you're saving chargers, you've got wires, you've got things that don't work anymore. So I went through that. And I'm happy to report I threw none of them away.